Humans are canvases.
We were born with nothing.
No knowledge of anything.
A blank canvas per see.
We had gained knowledge as we grew and we still continue to.
We hold a pencil and create faint lines in the beginning.
With the more knowledge we obtain; the darker the lines become.
The more mistakes we make; the more the eraser winds down.
We create this beautiful picture,
A story that isn't ever forgotten;
We can make the creation we want.
We make our own decisions.
If we make a mistake it can be fixed, and yeah sometimes they can't be fully erased but that's the best part.
When we've finished the creation there's much more to it then meets the eye.
We know the imperfections and we know the story.
This is where the terrifying part comes in.
Others opinions. They label it, they point out the flaws you never saw, they tear it apart piece by piece, but in the end. Your art will be in a museum and they'll still be working on their creation; but their story will never compare to yours.